FIRST ADVENT OF LOVE

By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

O FAIR is Love's first hope to gentle mind!

As Eve's first star thro’ fleecy cloudlet peeping;

And sweeter than the gentle south-west wind.

O'er willowy meads, and shadow'd waters creeping,

And Ceres’ golden fields;— the sultry hind

Meets it with brow uplift, and stays his reaping.